As this day draws to a close. This day in which I hear not of you. This day I spent wondering if I should contact you. Yet I chose to wait and see, I chose to sit where I was and allow time to trudge on.
And here I am. Sitting on my bed once more. 15 minutes till the date changes, and all I find myself pondering, am I as important to you, as you are to me?
I highly doubt so.
Nevertheless, I find myself missing you.
My sweet lullaby.
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